When I get tired of you
The leaves on the trees will have died
All the flowers have folded
And the forest have withered and dried
When I get tired of you
Singers will run out of songs
Lovers will have no more passion
Streets will be rid of their throngs
When I get tired of you
Books will be blank without words
Seasons will cease from their turning
Dawn will be failing to stir
When I get tired of you
The sun will have melted away
Earth will be frozen and barren
And colors all faded to gray
When I get tired of you
The stars will have burnt out their light
The heavens plunged deep into darkness
And angels have long lost their sight
When I get tired of you
My body will lay without motion
My heart will be still in it’s beating
My mind be devoid of devotion
When I get tired of you
Time will have slowed to a stand
All of the elements shattered
God lost the strength in his hand
When I get tired of you
No one will be there to see
Because I can’t get tired of you
So please don’t get tired of me
vampireweather 
Sweetly straightforward. You show your hand without guile.
And meant every word π
very lovely poem.
Thank you so much, indira!
an award for your poetry – i truly madly love it !!! xxc
http://catforsley.me/2012/02/05/liebster-blog-award-and-nominations-by-cat-forsley/
Was that a Savage Garden reference? Because if it was I wouldn’t mind at all π
Thank you so much, Cat! You are too kind to me!
Yes!! Wow I do love this one. So wonderful! You’ve out done yourself yet again.
I am thankful you feel that way, Sarah! I am always competing with myself, so I am glad to know I might be winning π
Amazing! I could envision each line and then the last two through me for a loop. Absolutely love this piece. β₯
Thank you, bipolarmuse! Some angels should never be forgotten π
Another great one! Ahh, the blessed events during a lifetime that we find something we never get tired of.
βSome people should stay around your entire life, while others should only make an appearance.β
True, and yet on occasion those people are snatched from us by no fault of their own. And yet we still never tire of the memory
errr, I hope to never have a situation like that! I have enough to think about π
I am glad to hear that, my friend. Many of my poems are about missing someone special and I would not wish that on anyone else π
I really love that VW I sat and read it out a loud and enjoyed every word I even shed a tear! This is true poetry!!! XXXX π
Thank you, my friend. It was from the heart and for someone very special
I’m sure that person would be very proud indeed. To have such wonderul and sweet sincere words written about them.
Thank you very much, Lydia! Perhaps they do π
Of course they would be proud. It is the highest honor to have words from your mind to call their own.
My very favorite of you works so far, VW. I really love it!
Hugs, xx
Thank you, Deb!
It’s just such a lovely poem, it touched my heart π
Aw, that is a perfect compliment! Thank you!
Yupee! And you know we’ll never get tired of you and your work π Stupendous job!!!!
That is a theory that will require constant proving. Eventually I’m sure I will become redundant and boring π
lol, and even then, we’d still not get tired of you π
Unproven theories! π
I agree with Blue Jem… and I don’t think boring or redundant is possible for you π
Oh, myself would beg to differ. I get tired of my own poetry all the time π
I hear another song in this sweetly written love poem!
Can you sing it for me? π
Sure, give me a guitar, and, uh… no. Not anymore. π But I’d love to sing along with anyone who did put your words to music!
I know I say it too often but this is one of my favourites of your works so full of love and hope..beautiful VW..
Thank you, my friend. Despite the pain and loneliness which sometimes comes in life, there is always hope where breath is found π
This is so beautiful and romantic, so very sweet.
Until the end of time…I hope you get to have that VW.
β*Β°β’~ Nikkiβ’Β°*βΛ.β’
One day I want a signature as cool as yours, Nikki! Thank you π
How lovely and honest and true. I feel the same about my love….this was great, thank you!
I am happy to hear that! Thank you my friend
Simple words of boundless volume, very devoted verses, I hope the inspiration is smart enough to realize
Andrea
Thank you, Andrea! Good to have you back!
Sent this out via twitter. Hope you don’t get tired of writing.
Wow! Thank you Richard!
It speaks volumes… It’s the feeling of true love, combined with the fear of losing that love… The weirdest sensation. Torn between two extremes.
Thank you for your insights and taking the time to consider it!
Amazing. So beautiful, and so romantic.. Simply amazing. The image was perfect as well! Your writing inspires me V, honestly.
The highest compliment possible! I inspire you. Thank you
Utterly beautifully intense paean of devotion to the beloved. I enjoyed the many original phrases, the rhythms, the “when I get tired of you” as refrains to begin each verse. I really approve of your leaving the request portion to the very end, for it is in giving that we receive.
Giving is what I wanted this to be about and I am glad you see that in it. Thank you, granbee!
This reminds me of ‘Tonight at Noon’ by Adrian Henri, but in an opposite sort of way π
I must go and read that! Thank you for stopping by bluebee!
I love this poem so much. It’s been a favorite of mine. I will always remember reading it for the first time (times actually, because I read it over and over all day) Thank you for the lovely words.
Thank you for your kind words. I have missed you here and I’m very glad to see you again, muse
In the heart and mind love lasts
for an eternity and can never die…
A delightful poem
my good friend π π
Androgoth
Love is chillingly immortal, like many other dangerous things in the night π
This is so very special…
Thank you, unsungpoet!
very very very nice
David in Maine USA
Thank you so much, David
Amazing words and who ever is so lucky as to never to be grown tired of… I envy them. π
Great thought put into those words VW.. and I am sure your readers will never get tired of reading your excellent poetry .. Hugs ~Sue Dreamwalker xx
Thank you for your kind words, Sue. We all need someone who never grows tired of us π
darkness can be illumunating just bring food and a good snack/ you never know in bright light what might occur either…..
I’m not sure I quite understood the comment but thank you π
you and tiresome don’t match-I’m sure -as evidenced-in these comments-all in the lost and found….
my friend drank blue gatorade and vienna sausages as commencement
Then you might not get the last one-three days and no sleep. I will try to be more to the point. I don’t read comments until after I write.. // When I have watched people, or my animals, lose touch, with someone, a place, or something has changed them forever, they lose themsevles; go into shock, pass out or feel blank.
When I get tired of you
Books will be blank without words
Seasons will cease from their turning
Dawn will be failing to stir
My husband’s best friend died of lung Cancer within a year of being diagnosed. Ronnie when blank. I was kidnapped at the age of 9 and gang raped. The following years just felt dead, I knew the world was going on with me, like Ronnie it was at the end still, everything was over. Years later the pain turned into that tourcher, pain can bring. Anger, shock, normal self centeredness fell to the very bottom of the mental health list. I used that anger to help me get through college.
Follow up tomorrow…sleep is taking over.
Thank you for taking time to share your thoughts and experiences. Life certainly has a way of surprising us at times, and it is often those struggles which being out the best art. I hope you sleep well π